When Yun Yi heard Wumu Yuan's words, he couldn't help but curiously asked.
Su Muqiu was the first to say: "The Fiery Ice Crystal is a treasure passed down from generation to generation of mountain owners in our Qingcheng Mountain. However, no one in our Qingcheng Mountain except Master has seen the Fiery Ice Crystal, so don't ask me what it is."
Su Muqiu shrugged and said, "Because I don't know either."
Yun Yi gave a wry smile, and then said to Wumu Yuan: "Mountain Master, can you show me the fiery ice crystals?"
"What do you think?"
Ebony Yuan just rolled his eyes.
Su Muqiu also said angrily: "What are you thinking? Since it is a treasure inherited by the master of Qingcheng Mountain, we disciples have no chance to see it. Do you think you can see it?"
"All right!"
Yun Yi shrugged. After all, it was a treasure of his sect. It seemed that it was a bit difficult for him to ask to see it.
So Yun Yi said: "Originally, I thought I could help with this matter, but the people from Sansha Dao are here for your Qingcheng Mountain treasure, and I don't seem to be able to get involved."
"So, I'll treat you, Mountain Master. As for other matters, it's up to you to solve them yourself."
At the moment, Yun Yi sterilized the Yaowang needle again.
Ling Zongdao said excitedly: "Little miracle doctor, what kind of acupuncture are you going to use? Can I help you with it?"
"Of course."
Yun Yi smiled and said: "The next thing I am going to use on the mountain master is a set of tribulation-transmitting needles. Sir, since you are also an entry-level cultivator, you can also learn this set of tribulation-transmitting needles."
"Hey, little miracle doctor, please don't call me husband, I can't bear it!"
Ling Zongdao waved his hand quickly, then his expression brightened and he said: "Little miracle doctor, do you mean to teach me this set of tribulation needles?"
"Of course."
Yun Yi said: "My Tribulation Needle was also learned from somewhere else, and I didn't create it myself. Why should I cherish it for myself? Do I have to wait until I bring it into the coffin a hundred years later to realize my regrets?"
"So, if you want to learn, I can teach you."
"If you want to learn, of course you want to learn."
Ling Zongdao nodded quickly, then gave Yun Yi a thumbs up, and praised: "Little miracle doctor, you are so generous. If everyone in Chinese medicine had such a state of mind as you, they would not have fallen into this trap after more than two thousand years of development.
It has reached a state of stagnation.”
"How many miraculous medical skills have been lost from generation to generation like this!"
Yun Yi coughed and said: "Old sir, please don't call me the little miracle doctor. Call me Yun Yi. I won't take advantage of you. I'll call you Lao Ling. We can be friends as equals."
"Okay~~"
Ling Zongdao quickly agreed.
Su Muqiu couldn't help but rolled her eyes and said: "Dr. Ling is several decades older than you, but you have the nerve to say that you are not taking advantage of him if you want to discuss friendship with him? Can you still save face?"
?”
"No, that's not the case."
Before Yun Yi could explain, Ling Zongdao was the first to say: "Miss Su, you don't understand. In our world of traditional Chinese medicine, the master is the teacher. With Yun Yi's powerful medical skills, even if I call him senior, it's not an exaggeration.
"
"Now that he is willing to discuss friendship with me as my equal, this is because he thinks highly of me."
Su Muqiu: "..."
She looked at Ling Zongdao's almost dazed look. She couldn't understand it at first, but then she thought about it, maybe this means that you can't live without going crazy?
Aren't many people who are praised as geniuses like this lunatics who persevere for what they like?
Yun Yi smiled and then said to Ling Zong: "Old Ling, since you want to learn this Tribulation Needle, then start. I will demonstrate it to you first, and then you can use it again."
"Is it on the mountain owner?"
"Yes, the mountain owner is a patient, so of course I demonstrated it on him."
"This, okay!"
After a little hesitation, Ling Zongdao nodded and agreed.
Poor Ebony Yuan, who was lying on the bed at this time, was heartbroken as he listened to the conversation between the two.
Why does it sound like you have suddenly become a lab rat?
Then Yun Yi began to acupuncture Wumu Yuan, and explained to Ling Zongdao the specific acupuncture points he applied each acupuncture, and the depth of the acupuncture. The whole process was explained very carefully. Ling Zongdao also learned humbly, nodding or
Shake your head to express whether you understand.
After Yun Yi used the first Tribulation Acupuncture Needle on Wumu Yuan, he then asked Ling Zongdao to use the second acupuncture needle.
After Ling Zongdao finished using the Tribulation Needle, Ebony Yuan spat out black, foul-smelling blood.
Everyone knows that this is detoxification.
The disciple brought some water for him to rinse his mouth. Ebony Yuan also felt comfortable all over. At this time, he looked at Yun Yi with a bit of gratitude.
I was hesitating in my heart, should I thank Yun Yi?
At this time, Ling Zongdao said excitedly: "This tribulation needle is really amazing, Yun Yi, it will only be effective when the second needle is used, will the mountain master detoxify?
"no."
Yun Yi shook his head and said: "I was able to get the toxins out of his body with the first acupuncture."
"Then I gave the second injection to consolidate the effect?"
"no."
Yun Yi still shook his head and said: "I saved one hand for the first acupuncture. Otherwise, after I administered the first acupuncture, you would have no chance to practice this tribulation acupuncture."
"this……"
Ling Zongdao became embarrassed.
Ebony Yuan originally wanted to say thank you but couldn't say it at this time. Sure enough, he is just a poor little white mouse!
Everyone also felt dumbfounded.
But no matter what, Yun Yi saved Wu Muyuan's life, so everyone felt only grateful to Yun Yi.
"Who are you?"
Suddenly, a Qingcheng Mountain disciple's exclamation came from outside the door, followed by loud rumbling noises one after another, as if someone fell to the ground.
Su Muqiu frowned and said, "Xiao Jin, go and see what's going on."
"Yes, senior sister."
A young disciple in his late teens agreed and walked out.
Soon, the young disciple came back and said to Su Muqiu nervously: "Senior Sister, several people came outside, and our people couldn't stop them at all. They were all knocked to the ground."
"They, they also said that Master should go out and meet them, otherwise they would destroy our Qingcheng Mountain."
"What?"
Everyone exclaimed, judging from the trembling appearance of the young disciple, what the other party said was probably going to be much more unpleasant.
Who dares to come to Qingcheng Mountain to cause trouble?
Then, a slightly hoarse voice came from outside the door, "Ebony Yuan, get out of here, otherwise no one will be able to help you cure your poison. In less than half an hour, even Daluo Jinxian won't be able to save you."
"
A person with three evil ways?
Everyone looked at each other and naturally guessed the identity of the person coming.
This person from the Sansha Dao didn't mention poisoning Wu Muyuan, but now he comes directly to his door. Isn't this too arrogant?
The person outside the door continued to say at this time: "I am the third evil in the Black Wind Sect's Seven Killings. If you are wise, please hand over the Fiery Ice Crystal as soon as possible, otherwise I will personally smash your shabby Qingcheng Mountain today."